ɴᴏɴғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ: triggering discussions such as ab/se, neglect, g/ooming, lycanthropy: mentions of death, blood and shifting in a full moon, pack hierarchy. tba. pinterest. playlist.
lycanthropy began in the daubec/allard family within reports of the beast of gévadan, said either to be a rather large wolf or pack of wolves conflicting harm on a french village during the latter parts of the 17th century. several reoccurring attacks followed until meeting ears of officials and silver bullets began to be manufactured to combat the attacks. this rumor, however, dissipated in the family pipeline and if it were known wasn’t taken seriously nearly enough was with heavy religious piety that was entrenched in cecilia’s youth. she grew analytical, mildly resentful, of the structure she grew up in based off of the family dynamics of the house. meanwhile, her father was loving enough, he was quite neglectful and quick to anger and his eldest daughter had an equal temper to match. arguments were explosive and only very few lead to physical altercations however pulled apart by her mother. so cecilia sought fatherly affections from elsewhere in the family, to her uncle. unbeknownst to her, hadn’t the greatest intentions in helping her grow. only feeding information to create more dysfunction and distrust while making her feel safe with him.
cecilia began to notice an attraction to both men and women barred from her father’s religious discussions. quite secretly, she had more relationships with women than men during this time. held in secret as sleepovers or close friends. thankfully, due to her father’s negligence went unnoticed. they ended cordially enough but also based on the stifled secrecy that invaded her romantic life. academically, cecilia revelled in being quite intelligent and soaking information in like a sponge. debating historical accounts with history teachers and being introduced to greek literature as a means of mental escape from what troubled her. she had poor eyesight with bifocals to match, demure, gentle, and quite lovely however maybe a little too tiny in her development. quite often looks deceived as her character when used to those around her was emboldened and durable. her more introversion front somehow often drew people.
she became close friends with a family of hunters, not known to her, who treated her like family and accepted her quite quickly. protecting her from the knowledge of the supernatural world but also with a suspicious eye on her uncle, who after his return. attacks on humans began, and equally unknown she contributed to hunts due to her knowledge on monsters from her little books. offering a camping trip after a perimeter of the forest was taken into account would change her life. a miscalculation but more so her uncle, jacques, found out about the camping trip and took his chance. after the few attempts not working, cecilia was left alone for only a moment to a horrible feeling in her shoulder and collarbone. a collapsing pain and tear of teeth in her skin. remarkably, it hadn’t even been a full moon. once found, she was near death, her werewolf side not in quite the effect yet after years of what could have been a dying off gene, stitching aiding in recovery until advanced healing kicked in and did save her. leaving a indentation of claw marks. far thicker in their coloring but eventually would lessen in distinct color or feeling. the attack being a mystery to the police but an active case to the family she had grown so close to.
of course, horrible eyesight was replaced with incredible range. everything enhanced physically and mentally— both for her benefit and to her detriment. at first she was in awe and open to the change but weary of it as a whole. her own research leading her to a concern, the next full moon, her sister and parents. she couldn’t hide the weird symptoms of it and for safety she was kicked out of the home. she accepted the reality and understood the reasoning but handled her first full moon alone. acceptance of her family wouldn’t come and she was shunned by them. driven into the arms of her uncle, her alpha, who was changing others into wolves to practically create an army, a war over territory that wasn’t his. starting tiffs with other creatures of the night. his fatherly disposition to lia was a facade, a character he created to garner her trust but only wish to make this a family business. he was, as a whole, emotionally manipulative with the occasional physical attacks on his niece. he grew obsessive and possessive of her— demanding much of her attention. wanting her to become a beta wolf, he imposed her to kill one of his other betas to exceed their rank for her own. she’d grown stronger during this and more combative but refused it for as long as she could until his control of her pushed her, forcing her to do so, and out of cruelty her own lover.
a wolf can’t survive without a pack but soon after, she left the pack on the run. in a gruelling attempt to reclaim her life but her uncle wouldn’t stop the threatening and torments, hurting the ones she loved or nearly killing them. leaving her to gain allies in unlikely candidates as vampires with an axe to grind. teaching her how to fight her uncle and gain his rank, an alpha is an powerful being and she needed to be impactful with each punch. her initial thought was to steal his power but it became clear that she couldn’t regain control of her life without taking a life. she was never one for brutality but she was growing desperate to protect others, with the constant prodding from the clan of vampires she befriended, she was pushed into the direction to do what needed to be done. that night came and she somehow managed it. the training paying for it and owing an debt to the clan, giving into demands and returning territory that jacques had stolen from others. her new rank still came with walking on eggshells and learning the reigns of leadership, growing into a stronger visage of her. adapting to her new firmness.
going into the work force to pay for her schooling, working heavily on her degree in human sciences and ancient history. she every so often aided hunters in their hunts to keep her pack from being snuffed out. hunting other creatures was a bit hypocritical of her however the protection of the reminisce of her pack becomes a high priority no matter what. moving to the city of seattle after the rare success of her application to a museum as a lecturer. providing for herself or the occasional wolf that stayed with her after many years of stagnation and heavy work she was promoted to an educator, still occasionally helping hunters when free time permits or doing research, much preferring the latter. keeping her side safe as can be.
side plots. tba.
± in the midst of her tug–a–war with her uncle, he attempted to also change her younger sister into werewolf. this attempt was almost successful. surprisingly, her sister became angry with her for not allowing her to become a werewolf as well.
± much of her hunts early on take place in the area of arizona, new mexico, and utah. she has run into far ‘different’ monsters such as for example: wendigos and skinwalkers, other more disfigured forms of vampyres as well. she has done a few ghost hunts and continues those on occasion.
± due to a complicated case of a demon hunt, her healing capabilities lessen. whether the correlation is there from that hunt is still unknown. only that she has to slow down for a time to reconcile it.
characteristics.
name: cecilia jeanette daubec.
age ranges: depending on verse: 18–28. september 4th.
zodiac sign: virgo sun & gemini moon.
occupation: museum educator
hunter.
species: werewolf (alpha)
weight: 125 lbs.
height: 5’6”, close to 5’8” in heels, depending on width.
sexuality: bisexual.
allergies: as a human, walnuts. as a werewolf, silver and wolfsbane.
birthplace: flagstaff arizona.
current location: seattle washington or traveling.
faceclaims: poppy drayton, jennifer conelly (teen fc/alt)
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